no matter how hard you love the person, you’re still not enough. no matter how difficult it gets, you’re still there. no matter how it *****, you’re still good no matter what happen, you’re still alone
some days I need you some days I want you some days I love you some days I hate you some days i crave you some days I feel you some days I live some days I survive
i don’t know you. not at all, even though you claim you’re an open book. To me, you’re the enigma. The one who appears and disappears without any warning.